I went to see Zootopia back on February 19 and it was the best Disney movie I've ever seen in years. Surpassing my high expectations and smash Frozen's success and set the bar really high for this year's animated movie. So without further delay, I've decided to start writing a Zootopia fanfic because I can't wait anymore.
(Major heads up: This story has been updated from its original plot with new characters included. The updated version is co written by Squdge/Heisei Gojira Jr from the Steam GRC group.)
Chapter 1: Just another day...or is it?
It was just another morning in Bunnyburrow, the sun shines its light on the meadows and the wind blows through the landscapes, making the grass rustling against each other. At the Hopps Family Farm, the crop of this year was as good as ever. Their corns are as shiny as the most precious gold bar in the city. Their carrots are as large as an elephant's foot.
For outsiders there was something unusual if not outright creepy like in a bad Sci-Fi movie where the crops of farmers are mutated. Actually nothing is out of the ordinary, but the Hopps Family Farm merely has a help from an outside source. A white wolf with icy blue eyes was working on the carrot crop of the farm, he pulled a carrot out of the ground and examines it, his name was Charlie Frost, a college graduate from Zootopia.
He finds that the carrot was larger than the usual carrots and its color was brighter as well. "Charlie, how's the carrot crop dear?" He heard the voice of Bonnie Hopps from behind him. He turns around and found the female bunny was holding a plate full of orange juice, "It looks great misses Hopps, this crop could make quite a fortune for the farm. You can take spray some pesticide on them tomorrow and it will be fine." Said Charlie as he wipes the sweat off of his fur and took a sip of his orange juice.
"So tell me Charlie. Why in all the Zootopia's grace do you want to go all the way here anyway?" Stu asked the wolf, waving his fan to keep him and his wife cool of the summer weather. "Well, let's just say, I need an exercise to get some workplace experience. And also to help change the Bunnyburrow farming face." Charlie calmly replied as he took a sip of his glass of juice. He had been here for about a year now, helping the Hopps family farm was quite the experience he need to get some early jobs that helps him.
"So then you'll be going home tonight, right?" Bonnie asked with her ears drooped, seeing how a kind young wolf leaves so soon makes the Hopps family want him to stay a little longer. "Unfortunately, yes. I'll be going home, but I think I'll come back sometime. What about your daughter? Judy Hopps?" The mere mentioning of Judy Hopps send joy to Bonnie and Stu as they began to dwell into the recent events in Judy's life.
"Oh she's been doing very well. She managed to hire a brand new apartment and not only that, but she's also dating somebody in the city. I hope he's a bunny as well, right Stu?" Bonnie giggles then turn to her husband. "Yeah, we hope that she married some nice bunny in the city and settle down. But she's quite a busy girl with being the city police officer. I just can't help but have this funny feeling that she's hiding something about her boyfriend from me." Stu was elbowed by Bonnie when he mention Judy's love life as if he wants to control her love life even beyond the farm! Stu would then decided to go out to check on the crops while Bonnie was talking to Charlie.
Out on the crop of the Family Farm, there was a pair of coyotes tending to the field of carrots. One of them looks smaller than other mammals, but somewhat muscular. He has a red toned fur pattern and slightly poofy fur. His tail is fox like almost, but the main difference is the wider separated eyes, and narrower snout. His ears are also red, but his snout is slightly more narrow. Often times however he is seen in denim jeans and a button down denim jacket often times though he wears button down shirts, and jeans. "Hey Canyon how's that there carrot crop doing?" Stu asked holding his left hand over his mouth to act as an amplifier.
"Doin' good so far Mr. Hopps. Just need one more set of them pesticide spray and y'all be in business." The coyote replied at the bunny as his younger co-worker trimmed the carrots for pests like worms. "Hey Hunter how is that there crop doin' for ya?" Canyon asked while his partner was picking off one worm after another, it was a tedious job to say the least.
"I ain't finish yet but I'm smelling some fat paycheck comin' my way real soon." Hunter replies to Canyon as he tossed in some more captured worms into his sack of pests for extermination. He has a tan and somewhat light brown tone of fur on him. Seen often wearing a white cowboy hat. Boots are normal for him to wear. Of course the essential blue denim jeans, and often wear a worker's coat, and a button down shirt of various colors, and design.
"Well I'm sure there'll be more than enough for all parties involved. Just hope the crop is as safe as they crack it up to be." Stu said worryingly. Being in the agriculture line of work he knows from experience what would happen if the reputation of the farm is put in doubt then they will lose revenue and the only income they can make to support themselves with. He went back to his wife and Charlie as he was relaxing after his day work of toiling on the farm. "So Charlie you got your luggage check out yet?" Stu asked as he got on his recliner and relax himself.
The white wolf however was yawning and stretching himself out. He was very lanky in appearance, an omega almost, his abdomen shows now prominent abs or six packs and his chest once heave shows very little pectoral muscles. The same goes for his arms and legs as the wolf has fewer manual labor time for himself on the farm, his role was administrative duty with tending to the stock of produce, equipment and supplies of fertilizer and pesticides. "Yeah well not quite done yet. I still need to do one more thing in the fertilizer stock. I'll be right back." He said, getting up from where he was reclining and went over to the warehouse where the Hopps family kept their supplies of fertilizer and pesticides.
The warehouse itself was a red tan building made of wood with an oval roof over it, the roof was made from metal tiles slapped together by nails and supported by wooden I-beams inside. Charlie opened the warehouse's side door and went inside, he flipped the switch of the fusebox and light up the place for him to see. However, the lighting was so intense to his nocturnal eyes that he has to tune it down somewhat. He switched off two rows of light bulbs before continuing into the warehouse, there was a tractor in the middle of the place with another room to the right dedicated to the supplies of pesticides. Inside there were cans of pesticides from a single company called "Hamish Pharmaceutical Inc." with labels that declare them "Safe for use" and "Ever lasting quality." Golden words that are more than enough to excite the ears of farmers. However Charlie could also smell an odor that is disgustingly grotesque, almost like liquid metal mixed into the fumes of chemical.
"Yeessh, better check back on that ever lasting quality deal." He held his sensitive canine nose and head out of the warehouse, completely grossed out. He went back to the Hopps family resident and began to pack his luggage, he tossed in his set of spare clothes, and his personal effects into a large luggage made of canvas and leather.
But while the arctic wolf was packing his bags, out in space, something was coming. Something that can change his life forever. A spherical object was racing to Earth at blindingly fast speed. But it was no asteroid, this object has clear course, its vector was obvious, to top it off, the surface of this object has a glint of metallic shine.
As it approaches the Earth, it accelerated its speed and crashes down on the planet and turn into a huge ball of fire. Back on Earth, Charlie was done with his packing and has begun his trip towards the train station of Bunnyburrow as his train will arrive and leave at night, his walking might take him there in time while passing by a diner.
However, even at that, it wasn't fast enough for his liking, there could be delays and other events along the way that can slow him down. The first stop he made was at a local diner where funny enough he saw a pickup truck parking outside with a flat open truck bed. He walks inside and found the two coyotes Canyon and Hunter munching on their orders of artificial beefsteak. He casually strode in by the counter and made an order of fried tuna with mayonnaise and some fries. The waitress, a jaguar nodded at his order and yelled into the kitchen, "Hey Joey, we got an order No.5 with some french fries. Double time it ya slacker!" She shouted before turning back to Charlie's naive looking face. "Wait for 5 minutes hun, your order is on the way."
She said sarcastically with a dull face. He nodded to her and took his order and went over to the table with Canyon and Hunter. "Hey guys, how is your meal?" He asked and sitting down with them at the table. "Too bad I only work with you guys for a year. I'll be back in the big city, looking for a job that suits me there." He sighed out in disappointment as his eyes trail off to the sunset on the horizon, it felt like a part of his life has come to an end.
Canyon looked over at Charlie and smiled. "Hey there Charlie boy. Well the food is good. THe work though-" Canyon stopped and pointed at Hunter who was rubbing his aching back while groaning. "Well you can see that for yourself." Canyon said while munching his food. THe two weren't much for manners. They had their elbows on the table, eat with open mouths, and kept their head close to their plates. "Man I think we about to get broken back working' like that…" Hunter said groaning.
Charlie chuckled at the two but his chuckled quickly diminished to a slight disgust at their manner, his order was now served and he was trying to enjoy while he can. The wolf himself was more cautious with his manner with keeping his elbows down and eat with a closed mouth. "Well honest to say it's nice to work here on Bunnyburrow, the open air, the quiet countryside and all. It's a nice change of pace from the big city life always rushing and running around." He said munching on his tuna with mayonnaise sauce while adding some salt and pepper into his fries. "At least you guys look more fit and in shape than I do." He added.
The two coyotes looked down at themselves confused. They continued eating however while the grumbled after Charlie had mentioned the big city. Canyon himself shook his head. "Nah. The big city aint for me. No clean air. Everything is loud. People talk non stop. It's confusing." Hunter nodded to Canyon bring more of the steak to his mouth while he talked. "Nah. City just too confusing. Traffic is crazy. Too many dang people in the place and not enough land." Hunter said, but he gulped his food down, and looked at Canyon frowning. "Now look at us. We can barely afford this. We stuck in that dang job as service canines…" Hunter said sighing.
Canyon though shrugged. "Well what else do ya suppose we do then? There ain't many other jobs out there for us, and we kinda stuck with the ones we do. You know as hired men-" Canyon though was interrupted by Hunter for saying this phrase however. "Not hired hands Canyon. We are handy men. Working the blue collared low pay stuff." Canyon though rolled his eye while he picked up his coffee mug to get a sip of the hot beverage. He put it down and looked at Hutner again. "Not much of a difference if yah ask me. Don't got much of an idea of what else to do since we stuck here." Canyon said disappointed.
Charlie hummed to himself pondering in thought about the two's reasoning before replying. "Well I guess this is why the Hopps Family put me in admin duty. Counting the stock and all. Sorry for that anyway. I'll be going home soon, too bad I don't have my own car and cabs around the Burrows are pretty limited in number and size. Mind if I hitch a ride with you?" He asked them politely, trying to sound like a country boy so they have an understand but he felt himself still somewhat awkward to be real.
Hunter and Canyon though looked at each other. Hunter shrugged. "Well the truck only got to seats in the cab." Hunter said honest. Canyon nodded. He brought more of the food to his mouth and chewed quickly. "Well he can sit in the bed of the truck. Not much, but it's better than walking." Canyon said while he held a hand up. "Check please!" Hunter himself pushed his plate into the middle of the table and belched feeling his appetite satisfied. Hunter raised his own finger looking happy. "Meep Meep right?" He said while he rested his hands on his stomach.
Charlie chuckled at this though as he was done with his own meal, and his appetite has been satisfied enough. The wolf paid his bill and walked out of the diner with the coyotes. Charlie then hopped onto the bed of the truck and sat on it while the two coyotes went into the driver and passenger seats up front. "Drop me off at the train station guys, I'll continue from there." He said into the window between the bed and the truck's interior. The wolf then proceeds to check the train ticket he has booked a week before to see if the time was still right. Much to his dismay however, he was running low on time. The train will arrive in 30 minutes with a margin of course. "Make it fast guys, I'll be late." He reminded them before settling his luggage into place having known the rednecks driving isn't the most safety ensured of practices.
Canyon of course nodded and shifted gear to reverse. He pulled out of the parking lot, and then made his way down the road. He continued down a much smoother paved road for a while before he then turned a sharp right that led onto an unpaved dirt country road. One filled with uneven dirt and potholes. "Don't worry charlie. This is just a short cut I know! Ole Bets can take anything!" Hunter chuckling while he went up and down over the bumpy terrain. He stopped though and looked at Canyon recalling something about the truck "Hey weren't you supposed to get the truck's suspension checked?" Hunter said with not much concern.
Charlie gasped out as he held on to his luggage and the cling to the bed of the vehicle. "Please tell me that you guys have it checked out." He begged to them as he was literally at the mercy of their driving. The uneven terrain causes him to bounce up and down on the bed, and he can only concentrates his body mass to keep himself on the truck's bed with his luggage in paws.
The truck's reaction to the even terrain sent it bouncing up and down while it drove along. The chassis and frame of the rusted out truck squeaked and creaked while Canyon at the wheel continued along. He kept his focus however on the road however, but replied sounding like he was having fun with this. "Don't worry charlie boy! I've been down this way tons of time before! We take this way to get back to our shack!" Canyon said while Hunter gripped onto his seat. The both of them hooted and hollered all along the ride as the passed the countryside.
As they continues their bumpy ride, they were now at the train station's entrance and the wolf was unloading his luggage when suddenly, Charlie saw in the sky a strange shooting star streaking across the night sky. It was heading from East to West and this enticed Charlie to do make a wish to it. "I wish...What should I wish? To hell with it, I'll..." Before he can finish his sentence, he found the star turns out to be a huge metal ball falling down towards the ground at an accelerated pace. "What in the name of God?" It crashed down onto the nearby river with a loud bang. It shook the ground hard like an earthquake. "I gotta see this. No way am I going to miss a once in a lifetime opportunity." Charlie thought to himself. "You guys see that?" He shouted at the rednecks.
Canyon who had been ducking in the cab raised his head up and looked out to Charlie. He nodded suddenly shaking. Hunter though got right by Canyon and pointed where it landed. "I'm tellin yah man! Dang darn aliens man!" Hunter shouted. Canyon huffed and pushed Hunter back into his seat to sit him down. He however looked back at Charlie. He leaned out of the open window and cleared his throat. "Look. Be careful. All right? This place is gonna swarm with spooks, and feds in about 10 minutes or so…." Canyon said. Canyon then thought of something that might lead to some trouble if Charlie did so. Taking the space matter back with him. "Charlie. Erhm… what ever you find… Just leave it there. No good comes outta taking strange thing you don't know." Canyon suggested to Charlie.
Hunter chuckled remembering an event from his childhood. "Oh yeah. I remembered I picked out this football that was stuck in a tree once! I was going to take it home when this yellow and black bugs came swarmin' outta it, and began stingin' me like crazy! Turns out that there football was a beehive…." Hunter said. He smiled nonchalant about the memory like it was just a good memory to him.
"I know. Just wait here guys." Said Charlie as he began to make his way through the grass field towards the crash site. There was a column of smoke rising up on the horizon at where the "Shooting star" crashed into. Charlie would soon arrive at the site, finding a canal has been dug by the impact, it ran through the river stream, diverting some of the water flow towards it, this washed away the mud and dirt. The silhouette of the device soon emerges but it was a strange spherical object, chrome in color and was extremely shiny. The sphere looks to be artificial and in no way can it be natural to the wolf's eyes. He then knelt down to pick it up.
"It's hot. No surprise, I guess." But as Charlie was touching the surface of the orb suddenly a pair of tentacles grabbed him by his arms and then pinned the wolf down on the ground. "Hey! Help! Someone...Augh! Oof!" His scream was soon muffled as the orb retracts the door of one of its compartments and another extension crawls out with what appears to be a tube, it coils around with the wolf's neck before crawling into his mouth. It was a confusing moment and downright terrifying for him as he struggles to get the tentacles off of him. But he felt something stinging struck his neck and then followed by the extension in his mouth was spraying his innards with something slick and hot like liquid metal. He fell unconscious almost instantly at the overwhelming force.
After around a few minutes of silence, his consciousness returns to him as his eyes open and he grunted out painfully, feeling something stinging on the back of his neck. He rubbed it as he got up to his feet to sooth the pain. "What happened? Where am I? What just happened to me? Damn it! The train station!" Charlie soon realized that he was going to be late for the train home. He quickly got up to his feet and ran as fast as he could toward the train station, somehow he has become as fast as a cheetah but is still as resilient as a wolf. But he paid no attention to this dramatic change in his body, passing it off as a mere adrenaline boost for a moment, it would leave him completely tired.
He got back to the train station where Hunter and Canyon were waiting for him to pick up his luggage as the monorail was seen coming to the platform. "I got to the site but whatever was there seems to be gone now." He said hastily as he grabbed his bags and went to the platform. "See ya guys." He said briefly to them and quickly hasten himself to the platform and present his ticket to the train. It was all a blur to him as he moves, the world around him began to disappear into blurry streaks.
But soon he was able to get back on the train just moments before it leaves the station. After he got his seat, he finds that he wasn't tired, he was breathing but not too frantically. "What just happened anyway?" He asked, but was still unable to process what happened to him the pass minutes, he also fails to notice the sudden increase in weight to his backpack. It was at that moment that he felt something changing in his stomach, something warm and otherworldly but no explanation can be provided to him.
After the train got to Savannah Central Station, Charlie disembarked and catch a giraffe taxi by Zuber back to his apartment on Herd Avenue, Tundratown. His apartment was a medium size middle class apartment with just enough to live by with a kitchen, a bathroom and a bedroom and in the center was a living room. "Home again. Home again. Someday I'll roll out of Tundratown. Someday." The wolf sighed as he threw his backpack on the couch, he then proceeds to brush his teeth and then slump down on his bed and drifted into a deep sleep.
Meanwhile while Charlie slept, Hunter was with Canyon while they prepared to head to him riding in a rusted pick up. The pick up itself was similar to a 1956 F-100 with a matte paint job of ligth blue, but the rust around the truck had eaten away at the paint such as on the roof, cab, hood, and the outside of the bed. The blue upper coat had partly given away to the brown-orange splotches of the corroded metal.
Canyon as he started the truck found that it would only whine and make continuous starter noises while the engine did not combust the fuel. Hunter groaned hearing the truck do this again. "Dangit Canyon. I told yah you shoulda sold the truck sooner…" Hunter said annoyed. Canyon however let him flip the hood open to check the problem. "No. No way i'm selling Ole Betsy. Shut the pipe and see what went wrong. She just need a bit of motivating is all."
Hunter pulled out a work knife while viewing the dusty engine bay. Not one part of the engine bay was clean as dust, dried mud, black grime, and rust had eaten their way to the engine. Hunter leaned in closer to the engine block itself and pressed the knife against the starter. All the while Canyon kept turning the key in the ignition, and pressing his right paw on the gas pedal. "Cmon. Cmon. Cmon…" Canyon huffed while trying to get the vehicle to start up.
The starter sparked though and sounded again, but this time with the engine itself starting up with a loud rev before it started to idle just as the truck normally would. Hearing the engine finally start Canyon laughed sounding smug. "See I told yah Hunter. All she needed was some love." Canyon said while waiting for Hunter to get back in the truck.
Hunter though grumbled while he opened the door to the passenger's side of the truck and sat on a peeling leather chair which bounced when he sat on it showing its age. "Well i still say we get a new one." Hunter said while the truck pulled back to the country. He drove the truck back onto paved road. Canyon though grumbled. "You think that kid has a chance in the city? With all the noise, and confusion?" Canyon asked.
Hunter shrugged his elbows up not wondering this. On his mind right now was a decent bed, some racing shows, a beer, and some relaxing. He watched the countryside go by tying not to stick his head out of the window. "I don't know man. I ain't got a clue on how all that works. How about he go to school?" Hunter asked.
Canyon though shook his head. "Nah. He ain't got the money to afford school. Look at us. We gotta go back to work tomorrow and fix the dang fence post again… How about that?" Canyon said expecting an answer, "Hunter?" Canyon asked again. He looked over and saw Hunter was sticking his head out and panting in the wind. If he wasn't driving Canyon would have face palmed, but instead he reached out and grabbed Hunter's pants, and force him to sit back down dragging him. Afterwards, Canyon frowned at him. "You keep doing that people are going to think you have a disease or somethin'..." Canyon grumbled.
As he drove however Canyon kept having his thoughts drift constantly back to when they last saw Charlie. The last he saw of him at the train station he seemed out of breath, and shaken. Canyon hummed to himself in thought, and turned the truck to the right going down a two land on a dark road before turning right again to get back to the place he saw the meteor fall.
Hunter though looked around confused. "Hey man. This ain't the way home where are we goin'?" Canyon however kept driving back to the crash site. He glanced to Hunter with a suspicious look in eyes. Hunter saw this and figured Canyon found something he didn't like. "Hey Canyon you have that look in your eyes again… What's goin' on man?..." Canyon hummed to himself thinking. "I'm thinkin' Charlie didn't look too good at the train station did he?" Canyon asked Hunter while he spoke suspiciously.
Canyon squinted looking down the road. Hunter though thought back to the train station. He wasn't paying as close of attention as Canyon had so he shook his head indicating he couldn't recall. All he could remember was Charlie taking a while to get back to the station. "Well he did take a hell of a long time to get back to us didn't he?" Hunter asked now suspicious himself. Although he looked again at the road while Canyon took a third right back to the station. He squinted at Canyon though now worried about what he was planning. "Hell naw. You ain't thinkin' of goin' back to the alien crash site right?..."
Canyon looked over at Hunter frowning his eyes. "Well he obviously something that took him a while to get back to us." Hunter only looked both ways trying to find an explanation of what took charlie so long to get back to them. Only nothing was coming so e had to shrug again. He dug his rump into his seat now getting nervous. "Uhhhh he just went and looked for the dang thing…" Hunter said while Canyon stopped the truck at the station again. Canyon of course got his flash light from the tan glove box. He then unbuckled his grey seat belt and made his way out to the country to find the wreckage. All the while hunter was forced to travel with him.
Much to their disappointment however, and to a certain extend, Charlie's own words being authentic, there was nothing left of the place except for a ditch filled with water from the stream, there was nothing left but a crash pattern. However, the ditch still have something for them to collect. A single pond of silvery liquid metal like substance was seen on the ground, it has a metal like glow to it that attracts the coyote's curiosity as to what was it. But judging by its property, it can't be from this planet. The way its micro-waves move however is similar to water itself, but the way it dug into the ground seems to indicate that it has a certain kind of sentience to itself to move on its own and position itself like that. It would seem almost like was building a small ditch for itself to hunker down in.
Canyon knelt down and brought out a jar. He was astonished by the liquid metal. He knew he needed a piece all the while Hunter looked at the liquid in the ditch disgusted. "Please tell me that stuff ain't like alien jizz or somethin…" Canyon scooped up some of the liquid, but he frowned at Hunter. "Get real. Unless dem aliens were robots." Hunter shuddered at a thought that slipped into his head he wished would go away, but instead entered his mouth. "Ah man you don't think he was probed do you?" Canyon stood up and looked at the gleaming material while he huffed. "Would you stop please? I never seen this stuff before, and I want to see if we should be worried."
He then went through the country back to the truck. He placed the jar in the truck bed, and then went with Hunter to get in the cab. Hunter however had this worried look on his face the entire time. "The feds is gon' be after us for sure if they find us with this stuff man…" Canyon started the truck ignoring Hunter, but admitted in his head that they might be taken into custody for possessing the material. He then drove back into the country going on the dirt roads again. The bumpy uneven roads. However he didn't put the jar into something to hold it.
As such, while the two coyotes are driving away from the site, the bumpy road began to exert its effect on the jar with the glass container began to bounce up and down on the truck, at first the bump generated a small bounce, but soon the bounces became more violent with the momentum. Eventually, the bounce got the jar flying up in the air and crash into the bed of the truck, the glass shattered spilling the substance all over the floor. This causes the liquid metal to began drifting away almost by itself, it crawls into the crevices of Betsy and make its way into the engine block, Canyon and Hunter would then find that their truck sputtering and the engine was wheezing out exhausted sound as the vehicle came to a halt.
"SHOOT!" Canyon yelled. Hunter suddenly burst into laughter seeing this. "Now we can get a new Betsy!" Canyon however didn't find this funny as he punched Hunter in the shoulder growling. He looked furious while he exited the truck to go the truck bed where he kept a tool box. "No stupid. That means we're screwed if she broke!" Canyon however saw the jar had broke and the liquid was all over the bed. He reach his hand for the red rusted out tool box.
The liquid however covered the box which caused Canyon to flinch backwards yelping. "WAHT IN THE NAME OF-" Hunter went to see what was happening going to the truck bed. He looked in while he shook his head thinking he was onto something. "That's how they get yah. They latch onto yah and don't let go." Hunter said ominnously. Canyon back to the bed to watch the liquid metal move. "Well what the hell is it?" Canyon asked confused.
However the liquid metal lowered itself, and the toolbox was no longer a simple tool box. It had a touch screen on one of the lid's sides while the red color now showed to be shinier than before. The rust had gone away, and had shiny red paint covering it.
This got Canyon and Hunter worried. They both looked at each other with the same expression that read as a sudden realization. They shook their head simultaneously and went to the hood of the truck. Hunter popped the hood open to see what was going on. When the hood lifted the engine bay was no longer the same. In fact the engine was no longer a rust bucket. Instead it looked like the engine, now red with chrome rocker covers, a silver colored aluminum transmission, a new starter, chrome carburetor, and a circle shaped new air cleaner that was flat black. The top of the cleaner was a chrome circle shape in the middle of the dark matte outside. The alternator was chrome and shiny, the black engine belts had been dusted and cleaned off looking more fresh, and less worn with a more uniform appearance while they wrapped around the circular fan belts of the engine. Finally all the dust and grime in the engine bay had been cleared of anything as well as the exhaust headers.
Hunter and Canyon both shocked and somewhat impressed stepped back slowly while they watched more of the transformation occur. "Oh my god our truck is gettin pimped out Canyon…" Hunter said in disbelief. Canyon nodded and shook his head awe stuck by what he was seeing.
Suddenly they heard loud creaking sounds coming from Betsy. This was followed by popping noises. Even stranger they looked closely seeing the truck straighten up. Its chassis bending back into proper positioning. The creaking continued tough on the body where they saw various dents disappear while the truck's body bent back into place. The rust began to fade away disappearing as the metal underwent a chemical reaction to return the rust back into fresh steel. After this the paint returned, but in a jet black glossy coloration.
The grille of the truck then got it's own fix. It faded into a shiny very reflective chrome while the headlight became brighter and less foggy as the lenses were fixed like a magic spell had been casted onto it. The dusty windows turned into a crystal clear version of their former selves.
Canyon turned hi head to look at Hunter, but his confused squint never looked away while his eyes looked at Betsy. "B-Betsy?" Canyon asked. Hunter shook his head. "Nah-ah… That ain't Betsy no more… That's a Jessica now." Canyon turned his full attention towards Hunter frowning at the joke. Hunter gave a half shrug. "Well. She's a new truck basically. Now instead of a rusted out junker we got us a sexy mother trucker!" Hunter exclaimed.
The truck though then revved the engine by itself somehow. This caused the two coyotes to walk backwards confused, and startled. The tuck then opened the doors by itself while saying "Ford F-100 "Betsy" completed scan. Access granted." In a feminine voice. Canyon hearing the truck speak and open the doors on its own. Hunter panted confused looking at Betsy and back at Canyon now having serious conflicting thoughts in his head. "Should we run, or do we go in her?" Canyon however walked to the driver's side on the left.
He saw however the interior was changed entirely. The leather seats were now black, and were fresh. The threading was red in between the crevices of the seats while the whole seat was similar to a gaming desk seat. "Aw man… I liked the old seats. They sunk in cause they was old." Hunter said disappointed.
Canyon though saw the modified interior included a clean semi gloss black dashboard. The instrument panel was now glowing brightly with each line and number of the indicators glew an intense blue while the dials glew neon red. There was also an under lit that made the cab glow red partly on the driver's seat. The steering wheel was gloss black and smooth on the outside while each spoke for the wheel were chromed out, and had three holes in each one. They all led to a gloss black centerpiece circular in shape. Canyon also saw the stick shift was chrome in the shaft and the knob was a shiny black 8 ball. Finally the truck's center console had eight cup holders.
Hunter began laughing like a spoiled child seeing the changes. "Itsa bout dang time we got a good truck! I bet this runs a ton better than the old one!" Canyon however backed away. "Yeah? Do you really trust alien tech? How do you think this thing won't kill us?" Canyon questioned. Hunter to this backed up while raising his hands suddenly concerned for his own well being. "Well I hope Charlie-" Hunter stopped speaking though and looked at Canyon from the cap to the side of the truck Canyon was standing on, THey both then spoke at the the same time with the exact same name. "CHARLIE!" Canyon grabbed his face with both paws. "Oh god if this our truck then he must be in deep…" Canyon said. He then sat on the driver's seat and then snapping the fingers on his right hand gesturing for Hunter to get in immediately. Hunter did, but didn't buckled himself in unlike Canyon. "Oh boy. We are really gettin' into somethin' here man…" Hunter said as Canyon floored the truck on his way to Tundra town,
